(Washington Post) This story was written by Kevin Merida.
The Queen City Motel sits barely noticed on this city's West Side, just seven minutes from the wobbly banks and new construction projects commanding the downtown skyline. At the Queen City, you find people who are living by day and by week, watching economic calamity from the outer edge of misery. Some have no cars, no cellphones, no steady work, no health plan and not enough food to fill a small fridge in a $160-a-week room. But in this political season of surprise and possibility, the presidential campaign has found an audience here even among the disheartened.
"I'd rather ask for forgiveness later than miss an opportunity while waiting for permission"
Born and raised in one of the very few metro areas in the center of horse country on a cold hearted October night. The typical rebelious and mischevious middle child from a clan of 8, 6 dudes...2 chicks. A Wild and free spirited libra man child turned quarky & nerdy creative beast of a man with a witty sense of humor and an non-conforming sense of self with a swag so mean that hurts to stare. So...basically I do "it" well and look great while doing it.
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